My Angel Baby's

My Angel Baby's
Realization of Family Magazine



*Family Magazine's


Who does not know Alexander's family?


Everyone knew about the glory of that family dynasty. And amazingly, one of them has used the services of our place to create a very beautiful photo collage that we have presented in the form of a family magazine.


Yeah, just in Family Magazine


you can capture your precious family moments to look artsy and beautiful of course.


From your gallery full,


The photos in your phone are gone, though,


Please use our services to edit and print it in the form of magazine*.




The series of ads has been completed and spread to all social media accounts belonging to four friends who already have many followers of course.



And yep, just a few hours ago the ad was released turned out to have a lot of people who are interested in the work that Ken made for Lia yesterday.



"I'm tired, Lia. These people are like endless when asking" complained Silvi who had been busy replying to messages in the form of chats and phones to ask about their products.



"Relove, Sil. This phone also seems endless to ring" lia complained no less tired.



"How many people have ordered Family Magazine?" ask Lia while lying down and do not forget to disable her work phone.



"In me there are about ten people who deal, more than twenty people who still make promises, and some people who do not order because of a lot of reasons" Silvi complained.



"It feels like my fingers and lips are tired, Lia" said a limp-looking Silvi with a notebook in her hand.



"Sama Sil, in me there are also several people who have ordered. And of course it has reached Ken's sister about the order" said Lia who was also resting.



"Are you tired?" ask Bayu who just came with Ken after finishing their assignment about the Family Magazine order.



"Banget. I didn't expect that on the first day it was so much our new business" said Lia who chose to lean her head on Bayu's shoulder as the man sat nearby.



"Pity once you get this weak" said Bayu who let Lia's behavior being spoiled on him.



"I'm tired too, brother. Kok was not noticed anyway" grumbled Silvi did not want to lose, and her lips were already pouting perfectly.



"There are two of them, Sil. You alone on that shoulder" said Lia who was still at home in her position.



"Can you, brother?" silvi asked a little doubtfully.



"Why fight, anyway? My shoulder is also Sil" Ken said, as he himself was busy with his phone.



"Ih, brother Ken. Tau ah's. I'm gonna grab a drink, you guys want a drink?" silvi asked who was always attentive even though her lips still looked sullen.



"Can deh. I'm strawberry-flavored milk huh, Sil" said Lia.



"I'm like Lia" Bayu said.



"I'm chocolate milk, Sil. Thank you" said Ken who took the time to smile a little while thanking him.



Although a little upset in fact Silvi still took orders from her friends. Yes, he was indeed that sincere in friendship.




"But tomorrow is Monday. In addition to being busy with many tasks, there are still karate excules that I have to follow. So what about this phone?" ask Lia.



As a student, it is only natural to be very busy on Monday. And it looks like he won't be able to be burdened with a work phone anymore because of the large number of people who will contact him.



"It's not necessary to worry Lia, I've thought about it. And the editing team didn't mind bringing your phone with you during your school days" Ken said.



"Uwah, good that's brother. So our school is not disturbed" said Silvi who just came with milk packaging and some snacks brought by art Lia.



The four of them had been gathering at Lia's house since this morning to try to start a new business that they had been planning for a week.



And it turns out the results are very unexpected, because there are so many people who are interested and contact them.



"How about we just add two people to handle this phone, brother? Isn't our initial funding still a lot left" said Lia giving advice.



For the initial funding of the opening of Family Magazine comes from a joint savings of the four friends. And from the funds it turned out to be enough to finance everything they needed.



Because they are not in office, the editing and printing process is done at Ken's house which is already equipped with many things that concern computers and all \*\*\*\*\* bengeknya.



I don't know, Ken really likes the field and his parents turned out to give him such great access to channel his talent.



"It could be, Lia. But where will those two be put? We have no office" asked Bayu.



"Just ride in my papa's office, how? Later I will ask permission to papa if you agree" said Lia.



"May I be. Then our next task is to make job advertisements, Ken" Bayu said.



"That's very easy. Give me fifteen minutes to make a simple advertisement. And if until tomorrow no one has applied, I will make a better advertisement" said Ken who moved to busy himself with his laptop this time.



While Ken is busy with his keys and laptop screen, Lia contacts his papa to ask for permission to be given a place in his office.



And Lia prefers to contact her papa over the phone because she is lazy to move on from her seat because her papa is also in her study.



Both of them completed their tasks almost simultaneously. And it turns out that papa Lia agreed to his wish, even prospective customer service candidates who will be directors by Lia will be interviewed directly by the HRD section of his papa company so that they get a truly competitive and loyal person.



"What do you think? The ads are good, right?" ask Ken.



"good. Then now you activate the phone first, Lia and Silvi. Later if anyone is interested in the job position it can be immediately approved" Bayu said wisely.



Lia and Silvi according to. An hour after the ad was published, it turned out that there were already several people who contacted. Of course according to plan, if their candidates will be directly interviewed by the Alexander company.



Lucky for those whose business went smoothly even though it was just published.



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